by มะลิ (Mali/Kaliyah)
My second home.
Thank you for the time we danced at Mae Tim’s house every night for a week.
Thank you for taking me on walks (and bike rides) to meet your countless friends.
Thank you for understanding my early mornings and my late ones.
Thank you for letting me help you even when you knew how already.
The little things of pinning my skirt for Loy Kratong,
and teaching you English while you taught me Thai after class,
are the things I will miss, but will never take for granted.
And I can’t forget- the best birthday I could ever have here.
I can’t wait to see you in America someday, Mae.
But until that day comes,
I’ll call you whenever I can.
To remember my second home.
– Mali มะลิ